Let’s talk about the shortest month, and maybe the biggest impact.
February. Was both swift and sweet; a month that typically swings by brought so much impact to my year. Had a super fun Valentine’s Day with my friends. I said goodbye to one of the most amazing learning seasons of my life. I decided to be a double major, and added a minor just for funsies. I went to a concert I had dreamed about for a long time, and took my little sister as my date. It was awesome. I dyed my hair really dark. I played in the snow. I had an adventure getting home in a snowstorm. I changed bus routes. I met people. I cried. The elevator broke at work. I laughed and I saw God’s handiwork in my life directly.
That’s a lot for 28 days, and those are just the highlight reels.
All in all, February taught me to rest.
It’s easy for me to double or even triple book my schedule. “ I can do all things through Christ who lives in me”, is definitely one of my favorite bible verses and yes I might take it out of context, just a little bit. Over extending my time is something I thought of as “seize the day!” Yet, I’ve learned that my body needs to stop. It’s okay to stay in instead of going out. It’s okay to take a nap, it’s okay to put everything aside for one night and actually sleep for 8 hours. It’s okay to stop striving. It’s amazing how sleep will make you feel like your whole self again.
Yet, if I were to say the physical rest is the only thing I am learning, it wouldn’t even come close.
A few weeks ago I joked with a friend about how I stayed home and chose to take a Sabbath. For me that was a big change.
Real rest can only come from the soul. You might have a restful day, so you’re physical and mental self are rested. But, you’ve got that uneasy restless feeling inside of you and anxiety starts creeping in. Yup, been there too.
Real rest can only be found in the father.
Matthew 11:28-30“Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
Real rest is hard.
To me it comes first hand with trust and oh boy is trusting hard. I have been blessed with incredible people I can lean on and trust in my life, I know who they are and I keep them close.
But to me, I can rest because I know that I can trust God. I have seen him work in countless ways for my good. Even in those moments that I didn’t understand, I knew I had to trust in God.
At the beginning of this post I mentioned how I recently decided to be a double major. I haven’t had a traditional college career, still in my undergraduate at 25. There were days where my go-getter personality would just want to get this done. I hated wasting time and seeing what I thought as the only opportunity be put on hold.
But, looking back today, and in that advisor’s office when she told me that I was able to take a double major in both of my areas of interest for the same amount of time and credits, even be able to add a minor, I was reminded of a word that was spoken to me a few years ago.
The word was given to me when I was broken hearted for having to put my education on hold. I was sad for not being able to go to my dream school, and that I had to take a break. I hadn’t told anyone but God and that day God told me I was going to have not one, but two degrees, and that the desire that I had for education was given from him. There were better things ahead.
That day I was instantly comforted, and thought wow, thanks God. I didn’t even think of the possibility of a double major, I thought instead of pursuing a master’s, or probably law school.
But God, he knew that I would move to Washington and end up going to an even better school than I was in Georgia. He knew the doors that would be open awaiting for me to walk through today. He knew of the opportunities I would come to be grateful of. He knew that I would one day be a Law, Economics and Public Policy & Media and Communications major. He knew, I didn’t.
It’s easy to fall into the trap of despair and hopelessness when the things we had hoped for don’t work out, or even when we try our best, they don’t happen. Whatever that may be in your life, always remember, if not he is still good.
God was still good through the pain and the hardship. God is still good through the days of joy and celebration.
It was worth the work of faith that God has produced in me, and the power of my testimony. It is beyond what I thought I would be able to do, and it is an amazing gift of grace. February reminded me what faith looks like, and how I can believe in the things yet to be seen. February reminded to rest in a good father, and comforted me with unexpected blessings and promise. February showed me that faith doesn’t have to be a long ordeal. It can be swift and sweet, after all, it’s just a five letter word. How hard can it be?